Hentai King System

I had successfully reached puberty.

Rigel von Gousser, the heir to the Marquis family, was now ready to spread his seed.

”…I see. So the time has finally come.”

In his study, my father nodded solemnly.

For a male child of a noble house, the presence or absence of reproductive ability was an extremely important matter.

Especially for the Gousser Marquis family, where the current head — my father — was impotent. It was even more critical.

If I turned out to be unable to produce children, in the worst case, the family line could face extinction.

Well, before that happened, they would probably have searched for some way to cure my father’s impotence…

But this was the situation in which the heir’s puberty had arrived.

”As the saying goes, good things should not be delayed. Let’s prepare a woman for you right away.”

To my surprise, my father intended to assign a woman to me.

It was a welcome offer, but…

”Does that mean you will be selecting a fiancée for me?”

My father shook his head at my question.

”No, that’s not it. The selection of your fiancée has been running into difficulties. It will probably take more time.”

”…I see.”

I was known as the incompetent Rigel.

Marriage proposals came in because of the Marquis family’s bloodline, but to be honest, they were all from families far beneath our status.

Since I would become the next head of a Marquis house, my wife would normally be expected to come from at least a viscount’s family or higher.

That was why it wasn’t something that could be decided so easily.

Of course, as a last resort, they were apparently considering marriages with barons or daughters of powerful merchants…

But that would only be a final option.

”Then what do you mean by ’preparing a woman’?”

In response to my question, my father spoke plainly.

”To put it bluntly, anyone will do. We need to secure someone who can carry on the Gousser bloodline. Even if she doesn’t get pregnant, it will serve as practice for the future. I know this may be troublesome for you because of my own circumstances.”

”No, it’s not like that…”

What my father was referring to was his own impotence.

Because he had become impotent, only Mesterica and I remained to carry on the family bloodline.

If something were to happen to me — an accident or death before I could produce a child — there would be no one left to inherit the title.

Considering the risk, it made sense that they wanted me to have a child even with a woman of slightly lower status.

”However, this is difficult. When you say ’anyone will do,’ it’s surprisingly hard to choose…”

”Hmm, you’re right… If you wish, I can select one for you, but—”

”Please don’t.”

”Hm?”

”Father, couldn’t you just kidnap a suitable town girl?”

”What’s the problem with that?”

My father’s expression was completely serious.

He genuinely meant it.

This was what a true-born noble was like.

They viewed the lives of commoners as no different from insects.

Some even treated them the same as livestock.

”If you choose the woman, Father, there’s a chance she won’t be to my taste. I want to choose the person I will impregnate myself. Please understand.”

Well, I’m not much different from my father.

Thanks to my previous life’s memories, I at least have the awareness that rape is a bad thing.

At the same time, I haven’t lost the values and memories of this world.

Even though I’m looked down on as incompetent and talentless, I am still a true noble at heart.

I don’t consider myself scum who would go around committing pleasure killings, but I don’t have delicate enough emotions to feel guilty about raping a random town girl either.

”I see… Very well. If that’s what you want, we’ll do it your way.”

”Thank you.”

”By the way, do you already have a candidate in mind? It’s fine if you want to choose yourself, but we can’t wait forever.”

”In that case, there is one.”

”Oh? Who?”

”Dolly.”

”…Hm?”

My father tilted his head at my answer.

”Who was she again…? I feel like I’ve heard the name somewhere…?”

It seemed he didn’t have a clear memory of her.

That was understandable.

”Dolly is one of the maids. She has been taking care of me since I was very young.”

She was a little older than me and Mesterica — probably in her late teens now.

”Ah! Oh, right! Yes, there was such a girl!”

He finally seemed to remember.

As expected, he had completely forgotten about her.

Well, even though she worked in the mansion, it was normal for nobles not to remember the names of ordinary commoner maids.

Only the head maid class, who usually had some noble blood mixed in, would be treated differently…

”Is she the one you want?”

”Yes.”

”Hmm… And the reason?”

”Nothing special. I just thought she would be easy to assault.”

Those were my honest words.

The head maids had mixed noble blood, which would make things complicated, but Dolly was different.

She was a pure commoner, so I figured I could easily make her mine.

And above all else—

(I want to enjoy those massive breasts of hers.)

When it came to breast size alone, she was among the top in the entire Gousser Marquis household’s maid staff.

There was no doubt they would feel incredible to grope.

With such attractive breasts, it was only natural that I would want to taste them at least once.

”…I see. Then I’ll give orders regarding this Dolly.”

”Ah, no. Please don’t do that.”

”Why not? For a commoner, if you throw some money at them, they’ll usually obey. If she dares to resist, just threaten her life.”

My father said it so casually.

The Marquis family held great power — money, authority, and military strength.

On top of that, my father himself was the commander of the Royal Guard Knight Order, so he was naturally strong.

”That won’t be necessary. I’m looking forward to assaulting a woman who resists.”

”Hou…”

My father nodded, seemingly impressed by my words.

”Very well. Do as you like. However, just in case she resists, I’ll have a ’shadow’ assigned to you.”

”Understood.”

And so, the curtain was about to rise on my rape life.

—

”Hmm~ hmm~♪”

The maid Dolly walked down the hallway while humming a cheerful tune.

Her expression was bright.

Today’s work was already finished, so all that was left was to relax and rest.

(I wonder what’s for dinner tonight~)

The treatment at the Gousser Marquis household was quite good.

Meals were provided three times a day, clothes were washed daily, and since she lived in the mansion, she didn’t have to pay rent and even received a salary.

The only problem was dealing with nobles who didn’t treat servants like human beings, but—

(The Master doesn’t usually do anything too unreasonable.)

As far as Dolly knew, since she started working at the Gousser Marquis house, she had never seen any maid being subjected to violence.

Of course, they were worked hard and looked down upon, but she had never felt her life was in danger.

(I hear that in other mansions, maids sometimes suffer terribly…)

The class system in this country was strict.

Royalty, nobility, commoners, and slaves.

These four were the main social classes.

Among them, the gap between nobles and commoners was said to be absolute.

Commoners could not defy nobles.

No matter how tyrannical a noble was, a commoner had no choice but to obey.

(Well, that has nothing to do with me!)

The Gousser Marquis family was generally mild-mannered.

Only the eldest daughter, Mesterica, was violent, but even she didn’t raise her hand against the servants.

In fact, she was rather kind to them.

(Alright! I wonder what’s for dinner tonight~)

Thinking about such things, Dolly walked through the spacious mansion.

That was when it happened.

”—Kyaa!?”

A hand suddenly reached out from the side room and grabbed her arm.

Before she could react, she was yanked inside.

”Wha—!? What’s going on!???”

Startled, she looked up and saw a boy standing there.

”Young Master Rigel…! Why are you here…!?”

It was the son of her master.

His name was Rigel von Gousser.

A 12-year-old boy.

Unlike his violent older sister Mesterica, he had a quiet personality.

However, he was completely useless at both swordsmanship and magic, and some people even called him incompetent.

And now, for some reason, that boy was gripping Dolly’s arm tightly.

”Young Master Rigel? What are you doing?”

She asked, but there was no reply.

He simply stared at her in silence.

(What’s wrong with him…?)

Feeling suspicious, Dolly tried to shake off his hand.

As a commoner servant, this was not exactly praiseworthy behavior.

In some cases, it could even be considered disrespectful and lead to punishment, but Dolly didn’t particularly care.

Given Rigel’s usual personality, she didn’t think he would make a big deal out of something like this.

But—

”That hurts.”

His reply was calm, yet there was a clear hint of anger in his voice.

(Huh…?)

While Dolly was confused, Rigel continued.

”What do you think you’re doing all of a sudden, Dolly…? It seems you don’t know proper etiquette.”

He folded his arms as he spoke.

He appeared to be angry.

Or rather, she had made him angry…

(Eh…? Why is he angry…?)

Dolly was bewildered.

For a noble speaking to a commoner, his attitude wasn’t particularly strange.

But Rigel had never gotten angry with her before.

Even a few years ago when she accidentally spilled tea and stained his clothes, he hadn’t gotten mad.

His only response back then had been, ”Don’t worry about it.”

But this time was different.

He clearly looked upset.

”Um… I’m very sorry…”

She apologized for now, but his anger showed no sign of subsiding.

If anything, he only looked more displeased.

(Wh-what should I do…?)

As Dolly grew increasingly flustered, Rigel finally spoke again.

”Are you looking down on me?”

”…Huh?”

It was a sudden question.

An absent-minded sound escaped her lips.

Seeing her reaction, Rigel’s brows furrowed deeply.

”…Hey, Dolly.”

”…Yes?”

”Are you making fun of me?”

”No, of course not…!”

She hurriedly denied it, but the boy’s mood only grew worse.

”Then what’s your intention? You brushed my hand away so rudely… as if you had touched something dirty…”

”Th-that’s—”

Dolly hesitated.

She hadn’t thought he was dirty.

But it was true that she had been startled and reacted instinctively.

While she was trying to come up with an excuse—

”Kneel and apologize. Forehead to the floor.”

”......Eh?”

For a moment, she couldn’t understand the meaning of his words.

(Did I hear that wrong?)

If she hadn’t misheard, the boy in front of her had just said—

(He told me to get on my knees and bow… right?)

That was the only way to interpret it.

But she couldn’t understand why he would say such a thing.

Rigel had never been the type to act arrogantly toward commoners like her…

(What’s going on…?)

”Did you not hear me? Or do you want me to say the same thing twice?”

His voice now carried clear hostility.

It was obvious he wasn’t joking.

The boy standing before her was no longer the gentle Rigel she knew.

Only then did Dolly finally realize this, and her face turned deathly pale.